Today timehop informed me that I am one year on from my move away from London.
Just seeing photos on the app of this period of my life brought back memories of how stressed and hopeless I felt last summer, facing an expired visa and subsequently, a long distance relationship.
I thought that leaving would be a death sentence to my relationship. For the next ~7 months (to be honest, until we discussed marriage), I thought that being apart would be a death sentence to the viability of our relationship. It wasn’t a lack of faith in myself or in YG that discouraged me, it was this feeling of being out of control. This feeling that even if we worked hard to cultivate our bond from a distance, the separation would take over and we would be forced apart.
But now, here we are. We made it. (Well, as long as our visa gets approved). It’s been damn hard; it probably has been the hardest transition I’ve ever made in my life. We’ve had the opportunity to reconnect in London, Chapel Hill (with visits to Asheville, DC and Charleston!) and recently, in Bosnia and Serbia!
I feel that at the end of the day, the cards that we have been dealt in regards to our relationship have been really positive for us. I know that we can survive just about anything as a couple. I know that I can bring up any concern in conversation with YG and it won’t be awkward or anything. I also know that we can be apart for just about any period of time and we will be right where we left off when we meet back up.
But yeah, that anxiety that I felt….timehop won’t let me forget that pit in the bottom of my stomach fear of losing YG to reasons beyond my control.
Anyway – here’s to being in the same place in 2017! ❤